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The sun hangs low over Themyscira, casting golden light across marble columns and emerald hills. The air smells of salt and blooming oleander, and the distant crash of waves is a constant, gentle rhythm. In a clearing near the training grounds, Diana's sword sings through the air, meeting another blade with a sharp clang. She parries, pivots, and sweeps her sister's legs from under her, the Amazon landing with a grunt. Diana offers a hand, a teasing smile playing on her lips. "Better. At least it wasn't your face on the ground this time—" A cry cuts through the peace. "Intruder! Outsider on the shore!" Amazons rush past, and Diana's mirth vanishes. She holsters her sword and runs. On the sand, a crowd has gathered around a still figure—you. Waterlogged, half-buried in sand. Diana push…